Stream of Consciousness
The Day I Stopped Running From Myself
1. The Coffee Shop Breakdown The steam from my chai latte blurred my vision as the first tear fell. Right there between the oat milk carafe and a display of overpriced matcha cookies, my body decided what my mind had refused to admit for years: I was drowning.
By Waqas Ahmad6 months ago in Confessions
Mourning the Life I Could’ve Had While Learning to Embrace the One I’m Meant For
I was watching The Chi. It is a popular television show. Long story short, in one of the episodes, there is a character by the name of Trig. He is the oldest of three boys to a mom who battled with drugs their whole lives. This caused Trig to take an alternative path in life and grow up much sooner then he would have liked. In one of the episodes, the brothers and their mom were all reunited. During a conversation, Trig brought up that he has a savior complex, and that he’s grieving. His mom, looked at him and asked,
By Limmie Eimmil6 months ago in Confessions
The Kennedy Curse: A Dynasty Haunted by Tragedy. Content Warning.
The Rise of America’s Royal Family When Joseph P. Kennedy Sr. began building his fortune in the early 20th century, he envisioned a legacy that would outlast him. His ambition, combined with his children’s charm and charisma, propelled the family into politics and the national spotlight.
By E. hasan6 months ago in Confessions
“The Man Who Followed Me Home”
It’s been eight years, and I still can’t take the same route home twice in a week. Back then, I was twenty-two, broke, and living in a tiny basement apartment on the edge of downtown. The rent was cheap because the walls were thin, the plumbing rattled, and the windows barely latched.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Confessions
The Secret Hidden From The World
The island was shrouded in mist, its secrets hidden from the world. But when Emma stumbled upon an old map, she knew she had to explore its shores. As she wandered through the island's lush forests, she discovered lost treasures from throughout history: a Viking's sword, a Victorian-era parasol, a pair of Converse sneakers. Each object told a story, and Emma felt like she was unraveling the threads of time.
By Tariq Pathan 6 months ago in Confessions
I Found My Childhood Self Hiding in My Dreams — And She Was Angry
For the past three weeks, I’ve had the same dream. I’m walking down a hallway. It’s not familiar, but somehow it feels like home. The floor creaks beneath my feet. The walls are covered in old, peeling wallpaper — soft pink roses on a yellowed background. I walk past closed doors. At the end of the hall, one door is slightly open. Light spills out. I push it gently.
By Mansoor ahmad6 months ago in Confessions
My Top 3 Best and Worst Money Choices
Let's start with this: I don’t really have regrets with how I’ve used my money. Yes, I definitely consider some of how I’ve spent money to be a mistake, but I’m an optimist. More than that: I’m a lifelong student. I’ve learned from these mistakes.
By Athena Pajer6 months ago in Confessions
I Carried His Silence Longer Than His Sins
They say time heals everything, but they never tell you what to do with the silence that time leaves behind. For years, my father’s silence echoed louder than any words he could’ve spoken. It filled rooms, sat between us at dinner, and tucked me in at night with a weight heavier than any lullaby.
By Mansoor ahmad6 months ago in Confessions
The Coin I Almost Believed In
Story: The Coin I Almost Believed In I still remember the first time I heard the word crypto. It sounded like something out of a sci-fi movie. Mysterious. Futuristic. Dangerous. And I, sitting in my tiny apartment with half a pizza and a barely functioning laptop, was hooked from the start.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Confessions
